Dream
What is but a dream would feel as sweet as reality
Shaken yet stirred it makes thoughts of clarity
Things that can't happen you see
Joys of which may never belong to me
Hope I hold in my arms
My eyes awaken with life that harms
Sun lights up my new found heartache
5 more minutes come on give me a break.
Only for a bittersweet memory
By mourn I will not remember thy
A pillow, a sheet and a bed for sleep
Nice and neat a dream awaits my keep.
